Chapter 51

Halfway through this Haidilao meal, Guan Shengyi's phone call came over, Guan Wuqiao took out his mobile phone to check it, pressed it down, and looked like he didn't care.

Song Zhen said, "Why didn't you pick up?"

Guan Wuqiao raised the corner of his mouth, but his voice was a little cold, "I don't have the habit of self-abuse, what else can he say other than swearing when he calls me?"

Song Zhen is a good-natured man by nature. He can't see the estrangement between his boyfriend's father and his son. He tries his best to persuade him, "You are a person who holds grudges too much. Think more about how others treat you well. You can't see your eyes when you bow your head. If you hold grudges like this, how will you live?"

Guan Wuqiao sneered, "I can help him earn money, of course he treats me well. If I am a waste, do you think he is willing to look at me more?"

During the days when Song Zhen returned to China, he knew more or less about Guan Wuqiao's situation. Although he was still a student, he had already started to get in touch with his family's business. If he wanted to come to his ability and means, Guan Shengyi would definitely be very satisfied, otherwise Guan Shengyi would not value him so much.

"Okay, I won't persuade, or you will tell me again."

Guan Wuqiao laughed, "What did I say you did? When did I say you?"

"Are you saying I have less?!" Song Zhen was angry, "It's too much, I can't remember it, you can reflect on yourself... If I didn't have the cheek to look for you, we would still be reconciled. Is there a chance? When it comes to revenge, you say second, no one dares to say first."

Guan Wuqiao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't speak, but he didn't seem to be angry, but his expression softened, Song Zhen continued his efforts, "The worse your relationship with him, the less he looks down on me, don't you know, the parent's They all feel that their children are the best, and if there is a problem with their son, it must be because the vixen is messing up."

Guan Wuqiao was amused by him, "You? Vixen? Not far."

Having said that, Guan Wuqiao's thoughts have quietly changed. He really doesn't want Song Zhen to suffer again.

Thinking of this, Guan Wuqiao dialed the phone back, and it took a long time for Guan Shengyi's voice to sound, "What are you doing?"

"Eat Haidilao." Guan Wuqiao gave Song Zhen some meat.

Guan Shengyi didn't expect that these two heartless people actually went to eat hot pot. He was silent for a while and was choked to the point of speech. After a while, he said, "Give him the phone."

Guan Wuqiao put down his chopsticks, "It's not necessary."

"What else can I do with him over the phone?" Guan Shengyi said in a tone of hatred that iron can't be made into steel, as if he couldn't understand why his son was so precious to Song Zhen.

Guan Wuqiao turned on the speakerphone and held the phone to Song Zhen's ear, "Go ahead."

Guan Shengyi was silent for a moment before saying, "Does your father know that you are back this time?"

Song Zhen said, "He knows."

"Then what did you do when you came back, he also knows?"

Song Zhen's relationship with his family was mediocre, and he didn't often talk to each other. Naturally, his father and aunt didn't know what he did when he came back.

So Song Zhen told the truth, "I don't know."

Although he is not very clever sometimes, but every time like this, his head turns very fast. Guan Shengyi is talking about his father and Lin Ying. Although he can't control Guan Wuqiao, Song Chongzhou doesn't necessarily care. Not staying at Song Zhen, Guan Shengyi wanted Song Zhen to weigh the consequences.

Looking at Guan Wuqiao, whose eyes became serious, Song Zhen said, "When I go back, I will make it clear to them in person."

Guan Shengyi's tone was somewhat sarcastic, "You dare to say it face to face?"

Song Zhen's mouth was quicker than his head, and he blurted out: "It's nothing, my dad just seems to have a bad temper. In fact, he is a good person, and he won't really kill me."

He was almost killed by Guan Shengyi a few hours ago. This couldn't be more obvious, and Song Zhen said it very sincerely.

Guan Shengyi hung up the phone, as if he was very angry.

Song Zhen slapped his forehead with a slap, "What's wrong with my mouth..."

Guan Wuqiao was very happy, he felt that Song Zhen was very good, and he was not bullied.

Offending his future husband, Song Zhen was restless, but in a few days, Guan Shengyi took the initiative to call them home for dinner.

As soon as Song Zhen saw the news, his whole body was full of energy. He took Guan Wuqiao out and ran to choose the meeting ceremony. Guan Wuqiao couldn't help laughing and crying, "Do you really think this is a good thing?"

"Why isn't it a good thing?" Song Zhen said, "Don't be so bad as others think."

In fact, Song Zhen was not very good at heart. He thought about the big deal and went to have a meal. He didn't expect that the atmosphere at the dining table was much more peaceful than he imagined. In fact, it was too peaceful. Guan Shengyi only talked to Guan Wuqiao and ignored him. Song Zhen, Guan Wuqiao didn't mind, he only said what he should say, and never talked too much. Instead, Song Zhen was disturbed, so he took the time to eat, and he thought it was not bad.

Halfway through the meal, Guan Shengyi got up and went to the wine cabinet to get wine. He knew his son's temper well, and he didn't want to touch Song Zhen for the time being. In order to ease the relationship, he asked someone to eat, but this Song Zhen was annoying to people. , talk to him a few more words, high blood pressure is about to commit, only to see Guan Wuqiao's face and reluctantly endure it.

Going back with the wine, Guan Shengyi saw Song Zhen put something into Guan Wuqiao's mouth. Guan Wuqiao, who had always had a poker face, smiled sincerely and seemed very happy. At this moment, Song Zhen rubbed the sweet and sour sauce on his face, and he just wiped it with a tissue and reluctantly whispered something to Song Zhen.

Thinking of this, Guan Shengyi's displeasure receded a little. He returned to his seat and sat down, and took the initiative to pour Song Zhen a glass of wine. Song Zhen was stunned, and obediently picked up the glass and drank with him. Song Zhen said, "Don't take things to your heart about that day."

Song Zhen said: "It's okay, I also have a problem, how can I open the door for others casually? Guan Wuqiao almost scolded me to death."

Guan Shengyi blocked his throat in one breath. Looking at Song Zhen's innocent face, he suddenly wanted Song Zhen to spit out everything he ate.